hustle bustle 2 first chapter. The ugly
Hello everyone, I know you myself, I am Jack Jean forty-five years old, I live in that damn city Boyce in the south-west of the United States.It is the city of Shaba, his secluded city, which is characterized by extreme calm and beauty, but I have no luck with this calm or beauty, I have lived in it more than twenty-five years in which I did not taste the taste of happiness and I did not see the smile in it is due to my ugly face.And ugly is the name that the city residents used to call me.And my ugly face is not from me. I did not design my face. I was born distorted because of my mother's exposure during pregnancy to a lot of radiation. Besides, she was oversmoking and alcohol because of my father's bad treatment of her, my father who abandoned my mother and did not know anything about him. He abandoned her because of the deformed child. ugly .my mother suffered a lot after her until she died and my age was eleven in the US state of Arizona my aunt Olivia attended and took me to live with her here in BoyceAnd Olivia suffered a lot here after I came to live with her. The neighbors and friends abandoned her because of the ugly that is me, Olivia struggled a lot so that I could learn any education that I could live and work, all the school was alienating from me despite Mrs. Meg's attempts to help me adapt and deal with the schoolmates. She was trying with me and I was responsive but failed with them. Even some teachers at school were alienating me.
The beautiful Olivia with me succeeded in offering me some measure of education, he made me work as a worker in the local bank of the city of Boyce and I am nineteen years old and two years later Olivia died. And she was representing all the world to meI thought about moving to another city, but where do I go and where do I run away..If I ran away from here, where people call me ugly, will I become beautiful in the city to which I will go, no, they will call the uglyI lived my life after Olivia is lonely even at work, he speaks with me staff and people rarely, often they order to clean offices or clean bathrooms and I have a place dedicated to sitting in, I do not leave without permissionAnd my salary is not enough for me half a month and I cannot work an additional work, no one wishes to work for it after the work in the bank ends.Get out of the bank to the house that is isolated in the outskirts of the city, I live with TV, I talk to TV, and you laugh and imagine that I am not ugly, imagine that I am with people playing, working and eating with them and sharing celebrations and parties, and when I like to fuck a woman, I watch a porn movie in TV, I fuck and kiss and kiss.And the next day go to the bank to work where they call me ugly ,nothing new and when there is a big party in the small city or a wedding they may ask me to help clean the house and collect garbage for at most five or ten dollars and then tell me to cash out, ugly
One day, the bank held a small party after the work was over, Mr. Philip asked me to stay until the ceremony was over in the interest of cleanliness, I waited in a room inside the bank I see and hear the laughter and dance .The party was noisy and Mr. Philip laughs and is having fun with all the women in the bank, I do not remember that he once smiled in my face or once called me Jack and not the uglyThen beautiful Melissa came with a dish in some candy and cake and said to me go ahead, Jack .Melissa was the only one in the city to call JackI ate candy and cake and I peeked out of the door opening at the women as they danced and laughed .I felt that I was in Paradise and not in the bank .The party ended and the guest staff left, but Mr. Philip did not leave, his party with Rebeika did not finish one of the biggest employees in the bank, Philip adores her, their own party was in Philip's big office .They did everything, I was looking at them from a small opening and after Philip's party ended, and he told me, clean the place, oh uglyHe told me not to leave until France came the bank guard, I stayed clean the bank from the shits and irregularities they left and then cleaned Philip's room from his dirt, he and Mrs. Rebeika and attended France and left.The next day was a big party in the city and they asked me to do the cleaners at the concert for ten dollars. I asked Mr. Michel for a little bigger amount, I asked him for twenty dollars. Mr. Michel refused and Mr. Philip intervened, he laughed and told me, ugly, you are in your bank account seven dollars more than a year ago, you will do a simple cleaner that wants twenty dollars. The party turned into laughter and mockery for meI worked and took the ten dollars, as for the seven dollars in my bank account, so this is for the aunt Olivia, who has always been keen on some money, even one dollar that she keeps and does not spendI learned this from her, the seven dollars in my account always and when my salary is transferred, I withdraw the salary and keep the seven dollarsBut on this night I could not bear to laugh and mock me, I went home sad and swore if the world gave me money and strength I would fuck all the women of the damn city and humiliate all the men